1 After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
2 And Job spoke, and said,
3 Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night [in which] it was said, There is a mail child conceived.
4 Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.
5 Let darkness and the shades of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
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